Lyrics:
Coming from the bottom we ain't have a lot
Tighten up loose ends so I can have a knot
Lord forgive me for the things I've done sinful
Plus I'm glad
How many know what funk is? Raise your hands
You ready for this world?
"I can get real raw" plus my style is hardcore
I'm Craig Mack, comin in
trafić i już
In plus każdy intruz może mi skoczyć
Błędy życiowe nie chcą spojrzeć mi w oczy
I chuj z tym ląduje zawsze bezpiecznie
Nie mam prawka bo nigdy
straw
And when troquets have turned off their neon lights
That n'reste plus a trough on the horizon
Thus j'me leaves soothed by the calva
And the god
Yeah
My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime
Higher than average
Lot of cabbage
Thank God I never abide by the established
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
Never, by any means necessary better
Get up off your ass and get my money 'fore I stretch yah
Out in front your doorstep, when I brandish this .45th
You
Atlanta, Zone 6, Gucci really rich (rich)
Plus, they keep bud in the kitchen, fuck some eggs and grits
Jimmy Henchman with the shipment, I sold a lot
J2lasteu, Chapo102
Hoes am Bein, Socken sind Plus-Size
Und wir machen Geld, wie ein Franchise
Keiner spricht, Digga, alle Stand-by
Ohne Scheiß, Digga,
by-by-by-bye
Viens chez nous, le Bât' 7 (Bât' 7)
C'est plus précieux que la Tour Eiffel, boy
(C'est plus précieux que la Tour Eiffel)
Les yeux rouges et
Worthy
Baby, it's you plus me (ohh, oh)
I want to give you a serving
'Cause I know you got that, I know you got that
Dirty, dirty for me (yeah)
I got a fresh line up, fresh outfit
'Bout to have the parking lot on smash
Plus I got a Chevy with a 4-54 in the hood that bitch got 1-25 in the dash
can tell by the shones that's standin by the car
I got a fresh line-up (yea), a fresh outfit
Bout to have the parkin lot on smash
Plus I got
Ricky Ross (the boss), T Pain
I got a fresh line up, fresh outfit
'Bout to have the parking lot on smash
Plus I got a Chevy with a 4-54 in
on the phone
You can call Jake Shuttlesworth
I’m on the Skytel
Coping bales from Ms. Butterworth
Hand me my mail
Meet me by the shuttle
All I want is bundles
I
the moon, so
I don't wanna be twenty-somethin'
cnd still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talkin'
You said that by now we'd
Paint the walls of our
by one
Comme jxl negga je suis another one
Comme dj Khaled negga je suis another one
Bitch t'accompagne juste pour gratte un feat
Il me faut plus de
a short dress,
It's got my interest,
My friends brought plus ones,
Plus twos,
But nothing like you,
Plus three hours you could be in my room,
Just us,
All
Croire en nos rêves
Croire en ce que nous sommes, ne jamais baisser les bras
Croire en nos rêves
Croire en nous plus fort, un jour, on nous
got strap (strap!), stash that shit from twelve (ah-huh)
Watch my power spread (spread!), watch my haters melt (melt!)
Crazy 90's babies (plus
hommes
Et que bien plus que les hommes elles sont chastes
Que chez les lions ce sont les femelles qui chassent
Chosen by the most high
No woman
Sumo/
2 Guns Double Glocks
Imma draw 2 like We playin’ Uno/
So Hand Me a brand new Mic Phone/
The Crown sits adjusted on My Dome/
Plus I stay high by
see is my boo
One on one it's just me and you
Just me and you
Yenza okukhulu okukhulu
One plus one senzi two by two
Looking at me and I'm looking at you
Guidé by the moon
J'n'ai plus confiance en toi
Je traîne solo dans mon hood
Boxlogo sur le hood
Je suis béni par le moonlight
Tard la night, j'suis dans
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